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Man/Sha Legends

Dr. Stew’s Business Recipe

You probably heard Dr. Cook up on his P=np prophetic soapbox the other day, over in the Metaphysics Department. And, we don’t disagree except sometimes I think he does not appreciate the level of decompositional commitment it takes to make messianic manna.

While prophets tell others the positive teleological and ecological Tao string narrative, which truly does want to result in rationally balanced spacetime sustainable outcomes, messiahs are manna. Yes, sometimes also manic, but you have to be a little diastatically amped up to act as compost within our cooperative Commons, when so many have lost their way in producing ever more competition because their lack of self-sufficiency is so vast. Our  messianic vocations unfold within an unbalancing Earth, screeching dissonance to remind us of regenerative living, breathing, writing, story telling, music, movement, therapy, transliteration of paradigms and languages, socioeconomic orthopraxis, multisystemic ecopsychiatry, facilitating natural system development of optimizing synergy, compassionate mindfulness, love, active peace.

Messiahs comprehend interdependent functions that prophets only know as sequential forms. Messiahs mutually mentor while prophets try to teach and preach. Messiahs are nature’s decomposing understory, root system, pursuing polyculturally inclusive compost, development, and design, living vocationally self-expressive dreams to re-occupy Earth’s cooperative Universal Synergetic Intelligence.

If we could just get our numerology straightened around. Everybody knows that 1 times 1 is 2, not 1, just as 2 times 2 is 4, not 2. It takes at least 2 to multiply, both subject and object, both icon and thinker. Multiplication unfolds in spacetime with 1 as the rational square root of 2 and balanced +/(-)(-)0 as the 4-dimensional prime square-fractal root of 1. Doubling the unity of 1, speaking geometrically, is coincidentally comprehending both the convex exterior and the concave interior of numeral units. Taoists understand the convex face of iconic systems as YangForm, and the concave interior face as Yin binomial elliptical function. Euler understood this prime one-dimensional business function as the primal relationship of metric systems. Buckminster Fuller built on this Eulerian foundation, comprehending this as a hypothetical candidate for the prime relationship of universal Intelligence and all of nature’s regenerative systems.

This essential binomiality of 1 also adds ecological and economic layers of teleology to Zeroism, because 2 is to 1, as 1 is to +/-0. This becomes a numeral language for the permacultural Golden Rule: Treat each convex face (supereco-other) as balancing your ego-concave (id-entity) face, or things are going to get really competitive and dissonant and out of alignment, creating all kinds of karmic incarnational issues that we really don’t need right now.

As without, so within. As above, so below. As before, so after.

The physical binomiality of metaphysical unity can remind us that death bookends life just as night bookends day. Every natural system regeneratively gardens through decomposing self/other-absorption. So, why would we expect the unity of human natural life to revolve across time in some negatively deviant and dissonant way?

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EcoTherapy

EcoTherapy grows primal identity,

we are only, and always, integrity’s cooperative potential.

 

All else creates fantasy, illusion, myth,

both dissonant and resonant narratives

unfolding cultural nutrients,

hidden within history’s hard-bound revolutionary covers.

 

Create optimal identity dimming ego’s dissonance.

Incarnate resonant revolution

as silence invites ringing waves of rhythm.

 

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It’s About NotFracking In-Formation Time!

A 1952 vintage Connecticut dormered Cape Cod

painted stark bleached white

with slick jet-black shutters,

hyperbolizing a deep racial minority

statement,

well, issue really,

in my mind of similar vintage

and incarnational permaculture,

conceived in bold ripe August,

born in bullish economy of May..

 

So, I painted her.

Wrapped my arms

and rolled around her

in turquoise sea,

and sky blue,

with rain-cloud grey trim,

so she might be less afraid

and so might I.

 

Born into late millennial Yang,

reconnecting and reweaving with each other

during trans-millennial now,

how will we transform our economic options

to full diversity and springtime

string-rhymed

polycultures of May?

 

We grow transformed,

reframed to coincidentally cooperate our octaves of color

and sound

feeling and mind

Yin and Yang,

concavely conceived,

convexly displaying economic ecological

principles of mindfulness as coincidental noticing,

advent of winter’s grateful hibernation,

enthymematically aptic communication

inducing measured calculations back through RNA-regenerating

origin of living systems.

 

Deductive Left-brained dominance need not apply for comprehension,

unless,

balanced by summer’s yangish nutritional bullish market,

hope of fruitful outcomed spring,

then summer’s faithful following

of full polyculturing

permacultured information root system

formating strings and tendrils

cooperatively absorbing nutrient Spring’s and sprouts consumption,

to produce within life-sustainably proportional karmic response

to yang/yin coincidental rich deep ecologically efficient,

and inclusively effective for full speciating diversity,

principles,

values,

norms,

nutrient cooperative economics,

that might actually be logical,

because they are ecological.

 

These, harvested permaculturally optimized

positive analogical and ecological,

digital and atomic,

temporal and spatial,

linear dynamic Open Set Universe String

AND

Polynomial Closet Set Prime Relationship

aptic-temporal

neural frequency and flow,

balanced bicameral logos-logic:

P=NP because

Left-brained information language

thermodynamically balanced with 3 spatial dimensions

covering 1  equivalent temporal-linear dimension

Commons Economic Balance Assumption

=

(0) Core Vector [B. Fuller and Euler] =

(+) e-function =

+space/(-)(-)time =

space-time-squared =

+1 magnetic balanced QBit quark-function

OVER

(-)(0) QBit

 

So, all that going on,

more or less,

in our dominant Left hemisphere newer speciated DNA-brain,

AND Right-brained non-linguistic and non-polynomial

intuitive intelligence codes memory dipolar and

coincidentally confluent

(harmoniously proportional flow/frequency neural pattern recognition)

(0) Core Vortex =

(-)(-) [not-polynomial dipolar stricture–implicate order] (D. Bohm).

 

So,

putting all that mess together,

more or less confluently and permaculturally,

+Polynomial-Yang =

(-)(-)Yin (-1 QBit) Nonpolynomial

intuitive temporal-linear-neural balanced

Optimized Information Permacultured String.

 

Unfortunately,

now that my home and I are parting ways,

I’m finally noticing that even my friends and family

don’t particularly care for our change of color

and culture.

It’s still kind of a hard sell,

this more colorful permaculture

of community

and economy,

and identity,

and design.

 

Must be time for adventurous reincarnating revolutions

or we will remain merely ahead of our own non-polynomial ending time.

 

Time opens space’s liturgical rite of passage.

Space coincidentally reincarnates time’s

4 equivalent ecological dimensioned order.

Positrons incarnate,

inform negative-linear

4-dimensional equivalent dipolar time.

There is no such thing as non-polynomial time or space

or information,

other than negative binomial time

(implicate ordered Right-brain reverse synchronic-aptic coded).

+P (+1QBit) = (-)(-)P =

+/(-)0 Core binary e-function

Prime Core Electromagnetic Balancing Binary-Binomial QBit.

 

Spring springs polyculture economics

composting through dark and winterish minds and forms and functions,

still looking for greatest inclusive nutrient yield

without suffering dissonantly wilting loss,

cooperatively flying our regenerative kites

co-id/eco-entity tied with time’s river of flowing

informating memory strings.

 

I know,

you were wondering when

I would finally conclude

with the sex part.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Close Encounters

Yang holds mashed potato mountain space

for Yin to diastolically fill

with life-yeast regeneration’s mysteriously familiar spire,

born of Yangform Space and Yinfunction diametric Time.

 

Yang grows Left’s deductive mountain,

Yin reflective mirrored through Right’s inductive smooth deep sea,

where mountainous heavens meet cavernous Earth

we grow bicameral sacred skin

incubating ecological economies,

exchanging equivalent (0)-sum

win-win breaths and beats

and flowing coincidental minds

of peaceful confluence.

 

Within our still emergent speciating sea of mindfulness,

Right-mind prehends our supereco mountaintop,

piercing up and out toward Northern skies,

and ego id-entity as mountain’s boundary skin

of Self meets Other

swimming in a deeply composting

lotus-flowered root system,

informing sap rising from

Earth’s dark Prime Relationship Tao center

to cooperatively feed our healthiest needs

and noble wants of wisdom.

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Polyculturing Bipolar Paths

Our passion grows planetary,

and coincidentally emergent.

 

Learning grows logical

rational

accessible to both Self and Other;

evaporates into dissonance

without coincidental incarnation,

madness and wildness.

 

EcoSelf consciousness develops

coincidental experience,

awareness,

comprehension

of our ego-eco balancing identity

as bionic information processors

of form-bits essentially binomial,

mutually mentoring bows of gratitude

implied, then explicating, emerging

elliptical convex Yang eruptions

on Earth’s evolving skin,

filled with yeasting metaphysical Yin-Codex

concavely unfolding polycultural paradigms and memes,

logos and mythos,

growing out and merging,

synergizing ego-id and Gaia’s superego,

Left and Right confluent experience,

incident, rhetorical and experiential events,

deduced coincidence optimizing intuitively positive

teleo-ecological multisystemic identity.

 

Half of Freud’s mental health

uncovered id-ego learning to resolve,

emerging resonance with Other Half of mindful well-being,

super-eco’s redeemer economics,

exchanging win-lose cognitive dissonance

for win-win ecological coincidence of lives

and mindful consciousness.

 

Meta-enculturating diastasis

optimizes Yin’s purgative ego-function,

seeding Yang’s fully balancing life-form;

where Yin is non-polynomial spacetime information

double-bound equivalent

with Yang polynomial information’s primal resolution

to always fly and swim and walk,

run and play and hide,

and mutually gravitate together.

 

 

 

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Cooperative Philanthropy

The day our United Way

slurps some Reality Stew

we will change this name

to The Competition Way;

competing for community support with the same constituency

we are teaching to compete with each other

for both community support and service.

Our United Way systemically grows

a Divided Fail.

 

The day our Philanthropic Foundation

absorbs some permaculturing compost,

we will learn to ask whose foundation is this really?

Are we a Foundation of inclusive cooperation?

A Foundation with Golden Rule

applied to all species living now

and in our global future,

incarnated by our Elder species

for this regenerative purpose?

 

Are we a Philanthropic Foundation

created by people

who deeply cared about sustaining life’s integrity

for seven generations?

Are we more a Foundation of confusing competition

for scarce resources,

or a Foundation for regenerating abundant contentment,

goodness,

beauty,

wisdom,

optimized economic policies for cooperative

ecological systems of health and well-being;

for minimizing suffering and exploitive competition,

economic commodification of Earth’s natural elements and systems,

a Commons that includes the lives of human

racing to win before losing our dreams

of teleological faith?

 

Could we become a Foundation for optimizing public policies

for mutually cooperative mentoring

of vocational choice,

of permaculturally,

organically,

integrally,

multisystemically functional, maybe even deeply creative, families

and thereby communities?

 

We stand within this permacultural Foundation

for cooperative mutual-investment guilds,

and networks,

and Climax Communities

for growing global consciousness of eco-identity,

Earth Care as Self and Other Care,

designing our ReGenesis Foundation,

with both interior and exterior landscape applications,

both YinTime and YangSpace information eco-metrics,

mutually mentoring Earth’s polyculturally cooperative eco-logic.

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Being (sh)”It”

It was there

right there

on woodland’s playground

when I first knew

something stirs very wrong.

 

I was blind to balls

hurled at me,

being It is not why I grow my mind and body,

or is it?

 

I am “It!”

or at least half It.

 

It and I play best alone.

He slows down

to notice ocean surf

waving back and forth

an ocean sighing Hi, then low,

creeping in and sucking out.

It both hugs and climbs trees

to the very top

on windy ways

to wave back.

 

Why is It so shy?

Or, am I hiding her-him,

I’m not sure,

some of both

but too androgynous Him

fears no one else notices

surf rolls in and reverses out.

 

It knows bi-natured law

prehensile full-bodied grasp

of organic life’s humorous ambiguity

creative ambivalence

righteous equivalent functions and flows

of yang with yin within,

as without,

below,

as above,

before,

as to come,

long,

as to belong now,

together.

 

It’s so hard to not love

not share

bare

expose cooperatively unbalancing It.

S/he is soo… much fun!

laughs with everyone

generous enough to return this fine favor.

It’s polypathic polyculturing

binomial binary buddha brain

saturates flowering rain

dissects words to heal disharmonic logos

through permacultured alchemy linguistics,

a language It fears to ultimately find

merely eisegetical,

 

It chooses Red Rover

over soccer,

plays teacher with girls

over driving trucks and trains,

thinks compulsively about this problem of evil

while watching Leave it to Beaver,

where Father Knows Best,

over pitching stones and driving tractor.

 

It feels older and wiser than Him

but they are born twins

or so it seems

but It mysteriously explores incarnating cycles,

watching double-funneling raincloud whirlwinds

wind wending Elder ways

etching whorlwaters in our sea of shared identity,

or is whipping wind following whirling water,

but certainly both?

It abhors stability,

but adores regenerating solidarity.

 

It mentors ecotherapy with trees and me,

shows me boundary issues and branch

functions and frequencies

between August’s Yangish fire

and winter’s quenching white snow and ice,

between autumn’s wind falling regenetic harvest

and spring’s diastolic succulent soil

decomposing nutrients

growing new perennial rings in this life’s tree,

new leaves of grass-fed hope

new polyculture basic, simple-rich compost

new incarnating multisystemic

ecotherapeutic grace,

responsive

resolving

resonant within evil’s missing

non-polynomial dislogical pace,

new flowers and fruit

for Eden’s farm.

 

Did I just call It a fruit

out loud?

Shit happens inside our playground,

while planning more polyculturally redemptive lives.

 

 

 

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Silent Psalm

I long to write a silent song;

ringing resonant rising

round revolving reach,

risk relaxing riots,

quiet storming streams,

sentient string

waiting your

our

sharing story,

advent’s adventure

deep despair diving

diastolic drifting

out beyond sonorous sea seasons

sweeping flight to gather might,

speaking slyly deep

down steaming volcanoed channels

reaching roots of listening

into Earth’s core chi-soul.

 

Speak, justly shout enchanting contention

churning charry content,

informating reasons

fine-purposed meanings

boiling funnel tipping

turning spinning

spilling waves of Tao balance

revolving temperamental cross,

straining yang from West to East

reversing yin from East to West

like longing lingering

loitering within belonging

becoming being

yin’s right spins left

good’s evil space

wrestling voices

murmuring

pulsing

massaging rhythm’s blood flows

flying frequencies

echoing past identities

of storms still-dancing

through memory’s veins

and river swollen

spring’s raucous roaring

songs singing silence

I long to write.

 

 

 

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Breathing Hearts and Flowers

i breathe in

filling convex body/mind’s shellac,

immunizing ego-surface identity.

 

i breathe out concave,

eco-individuating,

growing within perennial rings

of encoded memory branches

rooting through human nature’s

bicameral Tree of Life.

 

i breathe in

your becoming,

your evolving design story,

shared incarnational trunk

fed by our mutually resonant RNA taproot,

infinitely more prime relationally alike than not

one binary-binomial mutual-informating network

of incarnation’s grace.

 

we breathe out through lungs,

our polymorphic beating, pumping heart’s raison d’etre,

original design coincidental intention,

finding freedom to share air

within our red warmed blood rivers

and tributaries

babbling brooks

and swampy creeks.

 

we breathe in engorging air-quenched brains,

our bipolar lungs’ Original Intention,

practice

discipline

stretching exercise,

sucking in contented sap of mutual regeneration,

suffering sting of toxic double-bound immunity.

 

we breathe out deeply, purging

reaching down and in

pushing from testicles and ovary wombs

and shared root system

whose first morphic product

was our polyculture developing healthy heart.

 

we breathe in

our mutual eco-regeneration,

developing perennial harmonic cycles of memory,

encoding this year’s branches

on our human gracing Tree of Life.

 

Breathing deeply and inclusively,

our sweeping permacultural vocation,

valentine.

 

 

 

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Stuff I Wonder

What does it feel like to wake up into your skin?

Your day?

What do you feel first most days?

Is it in any way influenced by gratitude,

or totally given over to worry,

anxiety about your shortness of time?

 

Is this life the one you had in mind as a child?

When did this that you do to fill your days and years become your dream?

Or is it your nightmare?

Or something in between?

If so, which parts are closest to your dream

and what were you doing

and how old were you

and who did you live with

as this became your dream?

Were these relationships good dream mentors for you?

How did you get to this day, this place, this vocation?

When did the nightmares start

and are they something more than the fear

of your own cherished dream’s loss?

 

What is that one thing that sets you apart,

that is your unique character fingerprint?

How is your identity unique from all other identities alive now,

or in the past,

or in future generations?

And, if your uniqueness is no one thing,

but a constellation of attributes,

characteristics, dreams, fears, wisdom,

aspirations, relationships, memories,

then how is any one of those unique to you,

and if none is,

after due consideration,

then how are you not part of me

and all that is related to you

that is also related to others

that are less directly related to you,

on back to the emergence of memory capacity itself?

 

What do you imagine was that first memory?

Do you think it was of longing or belonging,

or somehow both,

like the contentment waiting within harmonic contention,

resolution waving toward our future,

still waiting in noncontentious background?

 

Is this content intuited as in-format-ionic,

to know and love nature’s wise re-solutions?

Evolution and Revolution each grow, respectively,

Yin- and Yang-tempered resolutions,

optimizing balanced incoming diastolic form

and outgoing memory-folded content?

Really?

 

It’s that prime permaculturally balanced,

optimizing enculturation’s meaning

by minimizing  future’s monoculturally rapacious dissonance?

Really?

 

 

 

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